Looking at number eighty-eight in front of me, dressed in coarse linen clothes, yet still able to conceal her slender figure.

I don't know why.

Li Qingyu always felt that the smell of blood on her seemed a bit strong.

However, considering that Number 88 possessed god-level torture and dismemberment abilities, Li Qingyu wasn't too surprised.

Li Qingyu was simply puzzled as to why Number Eighty-Eight had taken so long to return.

Why is it taking so long to finish something?

What kind of rat can withstand such a lot of pressure?

"Did Xiao Wu tell you why he asked you to come back?"

Li Qingyu once again pulled out a purple wild fruit the size of a football from behind the throne and began to crunch on it.

You know what...

It's sweet and sour, quite delicious.

By the way, let me add some information about the refresh points for this.

"No."

Number 88 smiled slightly, revealing a strange charm tinged with bloodlust.

"However, as long as the lord summons me, no matter the reason, I will rush back immediately."

When Li Qingyu mentioned her, Wu Shushi quickly explained, "It's not my fault. Our people can only call people back. We can't send out complicated orders. So, Lord, you should talk to my sister yourself."

"I see."

Li Qingyu nodded.

Too....

The babbling and wailing of primitive people could hardly convey any message.

"The reason I called you back is simple: the nun civilization seems quite arrogant. Go and investigate."

Li Qingyu swallowed the wild fruit in one gulp and then sucked on his fingers.

"Nun civilization?"

A hint of excitement flickered in Number 88's eyes.

They seem rather impatient?

but....

Before Number 88 could even respond.

Tap tap tap....

Another figure entered the empty hall.

It was a seven-figure sum of money, carrying a wooden spear.

"My lord, I have already located the territory of the nun civilization. Please hand it over to me."

soon.

The seven-digit number walked up to number eighty-eight and knelt down on one knee as well.

In short.

The smile on Number 88's face slowly disappeared.

"you?"

Li Qingyu was somewhat stunned.

Why are our two generals fighting over something as simple as scouting a route?

This was something Li Qingyu hadn't anticipated.

However, upon closer examination, it's understandable. Unlike those primitive people whose intelligence was below average, these elites all had an intelligence level of 99.

Although an intelligence score of 99 does not necessarily mean high IQ, just like the five-digit numbers around us.

But an IQ of 99 at least demonstrates...

Each of them has their own ideas and their own independent will.

At this moment, due to the seven-digit number of the speaker and the silence of number eighty-eight, the entire hall suddenly fell silent.

The atmosphere was somewhat eerie.

Even the tank bull standing to the side, with its massive face spanning hundreds of square meters, was sweating with tension.

certainly.

Li Qingyu, however, didn't feel much. Instead, he observed the two people in front of him with great interest.

As for physique...

Size 88 is definitely better; it's well-proportioned and full-figured, too big to hold in one hand. Size 7 might just mean tall and slender with longer, thinner legs, but nothing particularly special.

As for looks...

Number 88 is innocent, yet there's a hint of morbid madness beneath the surface.

Seven-figure sums represent a kind of heroic and dashing beauty.

As for hairstyles...

Number 88 now has short, ear-length hair that's a bit fluffy and messy, but it makes her face look even more innocent.

The seven-digit version features a short ponytail with a linen bow, adding a touch of cuteness to her otherwise heroic look.

Really...

It's a difficult decision...

After observing Li Qingyu for a while, he sighed inwardly.

The problem is that they're all made of coarse linen, so they don't really show off their respective advantages.

If they're all wearing black stockings...

"Tick-tock!~"

Suddenly, the sound of water droplets hitting the black rock floor tiles interrupted Li Qingyu's thoughts.

Li Qingyu looked in the direction of the sound.

Sweat was spreading across Tank Bull's face and dripping from his chin.

The way he rolled his eyes in nervousness made it seem like he was about to faint at any moment.

Li Qingyu was truly speechless.

With that kind of guts, they want to build a tank? If they ride it out, they'll be laughed to death.

However, Li Qingyu, whose interest had been interrupted, finally came to his senses and spoke calmly to the two people in front of him: "Xiao Qi is going, Xiao Ba, what do you think?"

Because there was no eight-digit number, Li Qingyu simply called him Number 88, or Little Eight.

As for naming them one by one....

Li Qingyu felt it was unnecessary, at least not for the time being.

"My lord, I will obey your orders."

Number 88 didn't argue and answered calmly.

They seemed completely unconcerned about whether or not they went to the nun's civilization.

Immediately afterwards.

Number 88 added calmly, "By the way, Lord, while I was chasing the little mouse, I accidentally discovered a small territory that had just entered the Ancient Wilderness Continent."

"Through interrogation, we learned that the civilization to which that small territory belonged was the Blood River Civilization."

Upon hearing this...

Li Qingyu's previously listless expression suddenly turned serious.

Blood River Civilization...

This isn't a native civilization of Universe 5, but a stellar-scale civilization of Universe 7...

"How is this Blood River civilization?"

Li Qingyu was somewhat curious.

Actually, Li Qingyu was more curious about Baozi Civilization, but he hadn't seen it yet.

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